How blessed that I am
to be living this scene,
viewing Heaven on earth
shared with my Queen.
This moment is mine,
I will cherish each sound
and each site from the sky
and each life on the ground.
This center of beauty,
an awe-inspiring place,
His perfect creation
full of purity and grace.
Mountains so tall
guarding valley and sky;
fish in lakes jumping
while birds overhead fly.
The lake smooth as glass,
though a warm gentle breeze:
that’s open air freedom
rustling the trees.
It’s all so astounding,
beautifully unmatched;
a world made for us
and its wonder unlatched.
Despite the grandeur
of all I can see,
it cannot compare
to one little thing:
a beauty much smaller
in physical size
yet greater exquisiteness
to my feasting eyes.
Tiny, invisible
on a map of the earth,
she’s rarer than diamonds;
priceless her worth.
A heart so pure
and a love so bold
unending, forever
it glistens like gold.
I’ll clutch it tightly
secure it deep in my heart
so it will endure
should this world fall apart.
Because some day it may
at once come to pass
the skies will darken
and lightning will flash.
The rivers will boil,
these mountains will crumble,
birds silence their song
and earth beneath rumble.
And heaven will shift
from here to above
but I’ll still possess
her undying love.
So what is real beauty?
Is it this scene that surrounds?
Is it her figure or face—
perfection unbound?
Or is it the way
her love unrelents?
Untethered, ubarred
the way it was meant?
Given the choice
between the big or the small:
forever I’d choose her love
for it’s greater than all.